She doesn't even GO HERE (any more), I might hear you suggest. Well. Never mind.
Here is a collection of my favourite Carleton moments. Just call it a tribute - to three years of Wednesday nights.
Soz Katy.
Patriot's Carleton...
What beauts... just before we ended up in A&E getting told off. Class.
So much lovin'.
FRINGED Wench
<3
We dressed as chimney sweeps and took a broom to Carleton. Couldn't do it anywhere else.
Tasty face.
Foam's about to hit.
Came home later covered in washing up liquid and without golf club or glasses, gutted.
Thank you Carleton!
xxx
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